Fall of Beauty

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Mists caress the curves of slumbering earth
Concealing the beauty hidden below
Whose fruitful womb rests after giving birth
To an abundance of life in hedgerow,
Woods, and mountains ensuring there’s no dearth 
Of wild food in lush green field or meadow
Awaiting the waning sun’s warming kiss
On late harvest grapes hanging on for this

When at last the triumphant sun breaks through 
Pale sunbeams glint on swollen, gliding streams
And dispel the reluctant morning dew
On which long-tailed **** slake their thirst, it seems,
From nibbling on seeds of feverfew
Or bathe busily in a land that gleams 
As withered leaves drift in deep piles of gold 
Shielding the earth from early winter cold

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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Date: 1/5/2018 3:05:00 AM
This is excellent. It took me there. Good poem.
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Alexander Blackie
Date: 1/5/2018 7:32:00 AM
Hi, Richard, I was transported there, too! Glad you liked it. Alex
Date: 12/23/2017 3:19:00 AM
Wonderful, vivid, soothing descriptions of nature and the change of seasons. I really enjoyed reading this. Thanks for sharing.
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Alexander Blackie
Date: 1/5/2018 7:30:00 AM
Hi, Bernard, I'm very pleased you liked the poem. Thank You. Alex